Paint It Red
I was making paint at a hardware store to pay for college. A co-worker completely messed up a customer’s order by making the wrong color.
Me being the competent one, I take a glance at the color and notice that there is still room in the can to make it the proper color. I manually shoot the remaining tint into the bucket and the idiot co-worker walks by and notices I’m fixing her mistake.
In front of the customer, she states that I do not have the authority to manually operate the tint machine, which I mean, at that point we had been coworkers for two years so I have no idea where she got that notion. I nod and say “I got it” and assure her that everything is fine.
She continues being belligerent in front of the customer and I continue stating “I got it” with various levels of screw off and eye glare.
The paint comes out of the shaker perfectly fine and I reassure the customer that his wife won’t see any difference in color. I leave the paint booth and my boss is walking towards me and I mutter, “Have fun with this one” while I use the restroom.
My boss chews us both out for arguing in front of a customer, which looking back I don’t disagree with. But at least I got some form of retribution. She got demoted to cashier. Story credit: Reddit / NoChildLeft4Dead